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Lab-NET Hackers Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2007 11:26 pm
  Neveah & Renov belong to Shikai-chan. Do not post in this journal without Shikai's permission.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 3:14 pm
 <o1>_open
<o2>_index
<o3>_user: Loraina_White
<o4>_hacker(2): Nevaeh, Renov
<o5>_account. sysPoint
<o6>_log. interact
<o7>_log. friends
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 3:19 pm
 010010101010010userlogin. LOrie =]
010010101010010password. ********
//dataSearch: userinfo
.name: Loraina White ;
.nickname: Lorie, Lora
.gender: female
.age: 17
.ethnicity: unknown
.height: 5' 7"
.weight: 110 lbs
.hair: long has dirty blond hair with naturally pale highlights
.eyes: blue or green or a ugly murky color in-between that holds an unappealing dark tone
.persona: Lorie appears, at first look, to be a very social and lovable person to confront.
After all, she seems to open up easily and have a soft form of conversing, never getting too rude
orannoyed. She does have an tendancy to get over excited and start acting a little spiradic and
loud. However, she usually manages to check herself down after a while and return to her happy
neutral. Many say she can get along with just about everyone, making aquaintances fairly easily
and keeping on their good sides. Then again, she said that she socially retarded partly because
she has an unnatural fear people leaning on her for help. She is almost fearful of recieving any
forms of love from another person and will constantly push them away once they get past
'aquaintance'. No one can say they know her will and she makes it her goal to keep it that way.
.current: just graduated from high school and very timid in foreign surroundings
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 5:40 pm
 //virusCheck: run
010110_virus detected (2)
010110_sysHacker. Nevaeh, Renov
.name: Nevaeh
.gender: female
.type: norm
.stage: egg
.locate: shikai's laptop
.persona: ... [no data]
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.name: Renov
.gender: male
.type: norm
.stage: egg
.locate: shikai's laptop
.persona: ... [no data]
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 6:08 pm
 //dataSearch: sysPoint
.1o: Nevaeh (31)
0110page | #s rolled | points0110Journal1 | 27 | 12
0110397-8 | 67, 53, 35, 44 | 3, 3, 2, 2 (10)
0110436-7 | 9, 14, 18, 86, 8, 17, | 1, 1, 1, 4, 1, 1 (9)
.1o: Renov
0110page | #s rolled | points0110
010110...
010110... ERROR data blocked
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 7:25 pm
 //dataSearch: file [Friends]
.relations: Lorie
0110name | relation | post0110
.relations: Nevaeh
0110name | relation | post0110
010110...
010110... ERROR data blocked
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 7:29 pm
 //dataSearch: file [interact]
.1o: Active RPs
0110post | who | what0110one | Fiach (Loki Saimar) | ERP
.1o: Completed RPs
0110name | relation | post0110
010110...
010110... ERROR data blocked
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Shikai-Chan generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
27!
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2007 6:51 pm
Memories: Mirror, I am 9.
They were screaming again. Can't you hear them? The raw voices filled with undeniable anger? Well, I can. I hear it every night I sleep and within every dream of my sleep. Why do they scream? Because mother hates me and father loves me. Yes, I am the cause of their hate, the ugly force that buries itself deep into the heart of the family's happiness and rots it to its death.
My father adores me. Sometimes he would pat my head and offered me encouraging words over dinner, willing me to do well in school. During moments like these, my heart rattles within the confines of my ribs and slowly begins to break. That same hand beats my mother's flesh; that same voice screams at the tears flowing from my sisters eyes. I know this because I watch it every day, every night. I watch with cushiness resting against my back and warmth against my cheek; I watch the ties that bind me to my sister and mother break and shatter against the ragging blows of my father's fists.
We are rich, we are revered, we are respected as a family. That is all that matters, they say. You should be happy, they say. Why? Why should I be happy? And if I should be happy, why am I so sad? Why are you glaring at me? Mirror, you do not reflect me because I am happy.
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